Martial arts: Stealthy martial arts at the beginning

Chapter 122: The God of Fist Fighting Thunder

The two of Duanlang didn't waste any time and went straight to Wushenjue Palace.

However, just as they walked outside the gate of Wushenjue Palace, thousands of Guichaluo suddenly ran out and surrounded Duanlang and the two of them.

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk

I saw three men walking out of the gate, a man in black with a ghost face, who should be the commander of Guichaluo, and the other looked about sixteen or seventeen years old.

The last Duanlang I just met was Jue Wushen.

"My time is precious, but I don't have time to chat with you about family affairs."

Without talking nonsense, Duan Lang pulled out the blood-drinking knife and said, "I'll leave these little guys to you, is it okay?"

The blood-drinking knife trembled twice as if possessing spirituality, then left Duanlang's hand and flew towards thousands of ghosts.

Thousands of Guichaluo didn't retreat, picked up their weapons and flew towards the blood-drinking knife one after another.

"Zheng!"

Seeing a cyan light emitting from the blade of the Blood Drinking Knife, Qian Qianguichaluo's eyes suddenly became confused.

"Ah, I killed you!"

I saw a few people suddenly yelled, raised their weapons and chopped down beside them.

The rest of Guichaluo quickly raised their weapons and slashed at the surrounding teammates.

The thousands of Guichaluo who had surrounded Duanlang actually started killing each other, and the scene was once extremely bloody!
"What kind of weapon is this? It can fly out of control by itself. It actually has the ability to confuse the enemy?"

The sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy looked at this scene in surprise and couldn't believe it.

I saw that the blood drinking knife made a half turn, and then drew a black and red knife aura and shot it towards the group of people.

With a sound of "Boom!", a dead body was killed in the crowd!
Immediately, the Blood Drinking Knife made another straight slash, and a knife aura of more than ten meters directly slashed among the crowd, causing casualties in an instant.

Duanlang looked at the performance of the Blood Drinking Knife with satisfaction, and had to say that the weapon has a weapon spirit, which is simply an extra powerful boost.

"I want to eat meat, eat meat!" Suddenly, a fool ran out of nowhere and rushed towards Duanlang, still muttering that he wanted to eat meat.

"Where did the fool come from?"

Seeing this, Po Jun, who was admiring the fancy killing of the enemy with the blood-drinking knife, was about to draw his knife and kill the fool.

"Hey! Don't move!" Duanlang immediately stopped him, tapped the idiot a few times, knocked him unconscious, and put him next to Pojun, saying: "Protect him."

"Ah? Protect her?" Po Jun looked at Duan Lang in confusion.

What's the meaning?You don't want me to kill the enemy with your own hands, but let me protect a fool?This is too insulting, right?

Duanlang didn't care whether he had any opinions or not, and looked directly in the direction of Juewushen. Commander Guichaluo had disappeared, and he didn't know what he was doing.

Duanlang smiled, not minding the loss of one person at all.

"Damn it!" Jue Wushen looked at this scene with a livid face, originally planning to let Duan Lang kill Quan Chi to make Quan Dao God angry.

But Duan Lang seems to have seen through his plot and actually protected Quan Chi!
Now that Jedi has gone to unleash Quan Dao Shen, if he sees that Quan Chi is not dead, he must know that he has lied to him.

He didn't let him kill Duanlang at that time, and he was the first to kill him, so Quan Chi must die!

Thinking of this, Jue Wushen's eyes showed murderous intent, and he flew straight up to Po Jun. He had to kill Quan Chi before the God of Quan Dao came out.

"I've heard the name of the Demon God for a long time. They don't believe that I can kill you, and I still don't believe that you are so powerful."

Duan Lang was observing the places around him where bombs were most likely to be placed, when he suddenly heard a very arrogant sentence.

I saw the sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy standing in front of him holding a sword and said with full of fighting spirit: "Let's do it, I want to see how powerful the famous demon god is."

Duan Lang looked at the young man in front of him speechlessly, he didn't even know whose son this man was.

After all, how many years have passed since Yan Ying fell to the bottom of the sea?It's only been more than ten years, where did such a big son come from?
Don't forget that Yan Ying also followed Po Jun for a while.

Personality is a bit like Jue Wushen, could it be that he has grown a little mature after taking hormones?Actually only ten years old?
But whoever his son is, I don't have time to compete with him.

Juetian was waiting proudly for Duanlang to compete with him, thinking that he would definitely be appreciated and rewarded by Juewushen for defeating the famous demon god in the world.

However, in the next second, he only felt a strong sword energy coming towards him.

The strong sense of crisis made his hairs stand up, and when he was trying to avoid the sword energy, he felt something sharp across his neck.

He wanted to speak but couldn't open his mouth no matter what he said, a lot of blood spurted out from his neck.

Only at this moment did he realize that the demon god really didn't have a reputation for nothing, and he couldn't catch the opponent's half-moves at all.

"My God!!!"

Jue Wushen, who was about to attack Quan Chi, was stopped by Po Jun and fought for a few rounds. After seeing his son being killed, he cried out in shock and anger.

One of the two sons died before. Although he was excluded by him, he was still his own son. There was still some sadness and distress. Now the last son also died.

Under the grief and indignation, the moves in his hand were also much fiercer, and the moves were all killer moves.

Po Jun was originally invincible to Jue Wushen, but now that he was carrying the oil bottle in his hand, he was even more vulnerable. In desperation, he had no choice but to throw Quan Chi out.

After all, how could a fool's life be as important as his own?
Seeing this, Jue Wushen flashed his light and threw a killing punch straight at Quan Chi's chest.

With a puff, Quan Chi's chest was directly dented a few points, and a lot of bright red blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

"Crazy!!!"

However, at this moment, a terrifying roar resounded throughout Wushenjue Palace.

Even Duan Lang felt that this shout was a little deafening and affected a little.

Out of curiosity, he moved his gaze to the source of the sound.

I saw a muscular man with a bald head, a silver-black beard, and a muscular body looking in the direction of Jue Wushen with grief and indignation.

"Character: God of Boxing!"

"Boundary: Early Stage of Tribulation Realm (Weakness)"

"Martial arts: double thunder strikes the top, punching the void, all kinds of punches!"

"This is the boxing god who dares to fight against the thunder and beat the nameless? It's really awesome."

Looking at the attributes of the boxing god, Duanlang secretly marveled at himself, but he has been sealed by Jue Wushen for more than ten or twenty years. If he continues to practice, he may not be inferior to the big BOOS of Di Shitian.

Behind the man was the commander Guichaluo, who had a grimacing face and was standing next to Juewushen.

At this time, he was also standing behind the man in a daze, at a loss.

what happened?Why is it different from what was negotiated?
Didn't they say that the demon god would kill that idiot?Palace Master, why did you do it yourself?
"Juezhisuke, I'm going to tear you into pieces!!"

Jue Wushen was already relieved when he punched, but he panicked when he heard a roar from behind him!
"This fucker is out of control!"

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